Here it is, clocking in at 150 words even:
Megan held little Tatia close. Her body still shook. She couldn’t stop. Would she ever stop? She knew the other’s were watching her. They were wondering, too. Was it fear that still shook her, or was it the virus?
Setiawan’s body ached, but he kept rowing. They had to make it. Papua New Guinea was somewhere behind them, but he lost track of how long they had been going. He wondered if they could follow them. Not into the ocean. They didn’t have control of their bodies anymore; they couldn’t swim. Could they?
Anthony watched Megan. His heart broke to see her shake. Would they have to throw her overboard? It’s just fear that made her shake, right? Could she have been bitten? Could they take the risk? They tried to ask her, but she was unresponsive. She sat and shook and held little Tatia.
God, help me. Megan thought.